Special kind of BAD || haesoo ✓

18.

There were two people left in line before Jisoo's turn, but she didn't know what to do. All the hours, days, weeks of rehearsals were down the drain, because she didn't remember any movement. Even the way she would start her performance in front the jury members. All because she thought she shouldn't be here.

Last night squeezed the life out of her. She did not remember how she has returned home, where she met her mother, who had a day off. The last glance of the tormented Haein, who was literally pushed into the SUV along with his bicycle, did not go out of her head. Jisoo did not know what would happen to him next, but Jehyun, as he walked the girl home, assured her that they would only give him a lift to a safe distance from them. She didn't want to believe him, but she had no other choice.

Jaehyun had no reason to keep his side of the deal. Haein was the first to pounce on him, and anyone else would have been behind the bars for such recklessness towards the politician's only heir. But he couldn't. He couldn't skin Jisoo any more. He will prove to her that he wasn't such a monster she sees him. Therefore, he only ordered the guards to leave him somewhere in the countryside so that he wouldn't have the strength to even think about returning to this area.

"Jisoo, that's your cue," he whispered, standing next to her in the hallway.

The girl did not react at all. She could not accept that she could never get rid of Jaehyun. In the morning, he came to pick her up and literally, with the help of her mother, forced her get out of bed, even though Jisoo cried and screamed not to touch her.

"I can't perform in this condition,"she replied calmly, shaking her head negatively, and lowered her eyes to the scratches in her palms. Traces of abrasions on her knees were well hidden by a thick black tights.

There were several capsules of the sedative spoken in her that her mother had to give her. Otherwise, Jisoo couldn't stop crying and hysterics since the night. The parent didn't know what happened yesterday, but she was able to convince her daughter that Jisoo had to forget about the real world for an hour, because she would be devastated if she didn't perform today. The organizers won't give her another second chance.

"You can," said Jaehyun firmly, even though every said word hurt him.

After escorting Jisoo home and making sure that she fell asleep under the influence of a sleeping pill, he went to the hospital under the pressure of the head of security. There he was given first aid, but he still had to report to his mother for his disfigured face, which was never beaten even for a delinquency in childhood. Jaehyun sort of liked those bruises around his eye, the abrasions all over his face and the bloody cuts on his lips. They proved to him that he was fighting for the girl he loved, not running away like before. Of course, he lied to his father. He doesn't need to know that Jisoo's heart isn't completely his yet, because Jeong Sr. is willing to support Jaehyun's plan to marry her after graduation.

"You always got it right, Jisoo. No matter how much I scold you, no matter how afraid of failing you were, you always coped," he said, tucking a slightly protruding strand of her hair back inside a tense tuft. "You start with the entrée, make the plié, then the préparation , the échappé, the tire bouchon..."

"...attitude, entrechat six," Jisoo continued, nodding positively at him, sucking in as much air as possible into her lungs to gather her thoughts.

She hated Jaehyun. Jisoo didn't even know if what she felt now for this guy could be called hatred, because until last night it seemed to her that she was already filled with anger and disgust for him. But these feelings paled in comparison to what she was going through with Jaehyun, it was more than dislike. He was the embodiment of all the bad things that could happen to her. The face, a brand, a representative of all her misfortunes. The father, the mother, the classmates, the teachers. The hot poison running through her veins, burning them and poisoning her wounded heart.